There are many cities other than Kasi on the banks of Gangaji. Are they all Kasi? Or, any one of them? Had there been any other river flowing by the city, would it be Kasi still? The first question can be answered: rightly or wrongly. Answering the second question is not logically possible. For me, Kasi is the city: not the most picturesque, biggest, most beautiful or rich, but the city where I feel at home, even in the galis of Madan Pura, where I had been taught to feel a strong fear in the pit of my stomach.
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